Why must we grow up?
Why must we decide at 17 years old how we want to spend the rest of our lives? I barely know whats going to happen an hour from now never mind a year. Or five. Or ten. Thinking about the future should be exciting but all i feel is scared.. Scared that if i don't get the grades i need now it will effect my hopes, dreams and future career and pathway of how i hoped to live my life.
Sure there are things most people would like to achieve in there lives: love, marriage, children, a house of their own, a car, holidays, giving back to their parents for giving you life. But in a couple of years after you die you will be forgotten the world will carry on with or without you. And that thought scares me.
Sure nobody wants to be forgotten, everyone wants to make a difference to the world - to mankind. But in the ratio of humans alive and dead that will be remembered is so small that it gives me very little hope.
I want to be remembered, i want to help people, i want to make someones life worth living, better than it was before, i want to make others happy, find strength and live.
I may not live forever but i live in hope of tomorrow and what i can do.
J x
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The way of a muddled mind
RandomI'm just your average teenage girl. Nothing special or extra ordinary- just me. I wanted to share: my thoughts; day to day struggles; all my favourite things and overall my personal view on life. So um yeah? This is the way of my muddled mind. Jx
